🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: My Dad's Gone Crazy - Eminem

 *Tuning Tv*
 *Eminem  Coke
 
 Tv Presenter:
 Hello boys and 
 Today we're gonna talk about father and daughter 
 Do you have  daddy?
 I'll bet you 
 *Door opens*
  your daddy?
 
 Hailie:
 Daddy,  you doing?
 
 Beat starts
 
 Eminem:
 Ha Ha!
 
 Eminem  Hailie:
 Ok  Everybody, listen up!
 
 Eminem:
 I'm goin' to hell,  comin' with me?
 
 Hailie:
 (innocently) Somebody, PLEASE help 
 *giggle*
 I think my dad  crazy!
 
 Verse 1:
 There's no mountain I can't 
 There's no  too high,
 No plane that I can't  how to fly
 What do I gotta do to get through  you, to show you
 There ain't nothin' I can't take  chainsaw to
  Makes Chainsaw Sound*
 Fuckin' brain's brawn,  brass balls
 I cut 'em off, I got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass 
 Inside of a hall, with my  autograph,
 Sunglasses with Elton  name, on my drag wall
 I'm out  closet, I been lyin' my ass off
 All  time, me and Dre been fuckin' with hats off
 
 Dre:
 Suck  Marshall!
 
 Eminem:
  Laura and her husband to back off
  I push this muthafuckin' button and blast off
 And launch one of these Russians, and that's 
 *Hailie Makes Explosion 
 Blow every fuckin' thing, except Afghanistan  the map, off
  will it stop, when will I knock the crap off
 *Knocking*
 Hailie, tell  baby
 
 Hailie:
 My dad's  it
 
 Chorus
 Eminem:
 There's really nothin' else to say I,  can't explain it
 
 Hailie:
 I think  dad gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 A little help  Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em baby
 Hailie:
 I  my dad gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's  you could do or say, that could ever change me
 
 Hailie:
 I think  dad gone crazy!
 
 Eminem:
 There's no one on earth that can save me, not even 
 
 Hailie:
 I think my dad gone 
 
 Verse 2:
 It's like my mother always  me
 *Eminem Impersinates  Mom*
 Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe Ronhe, n  n goddammit, you little motherfucker
 If you ain't got  nice to say then don't say nothin'
 uh..
  that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick
 Chew on a prick, and  a million muthafuckin' cocks per second
 I'd  put out a muthafuckin' gospel record
 I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch,  pussy
 And have pussy-lips glued to my face  a clit-ring in my nose
 Then quit  my flows, quit givin' me my ammo
 Can't you see  I'm so mean? If y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my M.O.
 I  have to go eenie meenie minie mo
 Catch a homo  his toe, man, I don't know no more
 Am  the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?
 
 Hailie:
 Dad!
 
 Chorus
 
 Verse 3:
 My songs can make you cry,  you by surprise
 Aat the same time, can make you dry your eyes with the same 
 See what you're seein' is a genius  work
 Which to me  work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,
 'Cuz when I speak, it's tongue in 
 I'd yank my fuckin'  before I'd ever bite my tongue
 I'd slice my  get struck by fuckin' lightnin' twice at once
 And die  come back as Vanilla Ice's son
 And walk around the rest of my  spit on
 And  and hit with shit, every time I sung
 Like R. Kelly as soon as "bump n'  comes on
 More pain inside o' my brain, than in the eyes of a  girl inside of a
 plane
 Aimed at  World Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave,
 Screamin' at  sky, the clouds gather it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
 And that's pretty much the jist  it,
 Parents are pissed,  the kids love it
 Nine millimeter heater stashed in two-seaters with  cleavers
 I  blame you, I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither
 
 Chorus
 
 Outro
 Eminem:
 Crazy
 
 Hailie:
 *laughs*
 You're funny